Chapter 25 She should be a good principal... right?
The armed police at the scene explained: "When we arrived, the suspect was already lying on the ground and not moving. It was probably because he was going too fast when he hit the fire hydrant, and he had removed the airbags in order not to affect driving. He also suffered a concussion after hitting the windshield."
"This witness said that it was too dangerous for the criminal to stay in the car, and the doors were locked and could not be opened. In order to get the criminal away from the 'tool of the crime' as soon as possible, she took some measures and pulled him out of the car window."
He tried hard to recall Fu Qing's powerful testimony.
The eyes of the people listening in almost popped out.
Pull him out of the car window—
Is this something a human would say?
The prisoner lying on the stretcher looked twice as heavy as she did!
The officer's observational skills were astounding; he had already noticed the prisoner's severely injured wrist: "That injury is...?"
"Oh, the bystander said that the assailant tried to attack her with a knife, and she dislocated his wrist in self-defense, which is considered legitimate self-defense. We checked the car, and there was indeed a short knife under the seat. We will conduct further fingerprint testing later," the police officer answered honestly when questioned.
Everyone stared silently at the sky: To save themselves, they had dislocated the other person's wrist with their bare hands...
Even the well-informed officer felt his throat go dry, and he continued with difficulty, "What about those wounds on the prisoner's body?"
They had noticed the prisoner's horrific wounds and the bloodstains that soaked his clothes, but considering the crimes he had committed, they felt that such a person deserved to die.
But in such a big case, even in the initial questioning, no detail can be overlooked.
"He was cut by a shard of glass near the window frame when he left the vehicle," said the police officer in charge of questioning Fu Qing. Noticing that his superior's gaze was drawn to the shard in Fu Qing's hand, he quickly explained, "A concerned citizen said that after noticing the prisoner's injury, she tried to remove the shard, but after removing one, she found that the bleeding was getting worse, so she didn't dare to continue."
The onlookers felt as if they had witnessed all the great storms of the world in just a few seconds of her description. At this moment, they calmly thought: She didn't interrupt again, which shows that she is kind-hearted.
Fu Qing, who was listening quietly behind him, couldn't help but glance at the young policeman. He thought that the young policeman was probably new to the job, otherwise why did he seem so honest?
Believe whatever they say.
Her title has been upgraded from "eyewitness" to "a kind-hearted citizen who acted bravely and righteously".
However, Fu Qing didn't try to hide anything. There were surveillance cameras everywhere nearby, and the subsequent investigation would easily track her every move from being chased to fighting back. She was already in a favorable position to do the right thing, and she didn't know the driver at all. Lying about unnecessary details would be unwise.
Before interrogating the driver, Fu Qing had made a point of noticing that the car wasn't equipped with a dashcam, so their conversation wouldn't be exposed. However, even if the driver couldn't help but reveal his conversation during interrogation, it wouldn't affect her much.
Reviewing the details of today's events and confirming that there were no problems, Fu Qing looked at Song Rushuang and finally realized that the girl was also present at the barbecue restaurant incident.
The words she heard from the driver were so shocking that it took her a long time to process them, and she was even a beat slow to react.
Fu Qing's expression remained unchanged, showing no sign of abnormality, but in his mind he recalled that just now, Song Rushuang seemed to be hiding in a tree with another girl whose leg was in a cast.
So what happened between the two before she arrived became clear.
—Song Rushuang was probably trying to protect the girl, which is why she got herself stuck in the tree.
The thought flashed through his mind, and this time Fu Qing firmly remembered her name and appearance. He didn't notice that his scrutinizing gaze made Song Rushuang involuntarily straighten up, her ears turning slightly red with excitement.
Overwhelmed with emotion, she felt a tightness in her chest, but for a moment she didn't know how to express it to the principal.
The forum's speculation was correct; the urgent distress call served two purposes: to unite alumni and to send a clear distress signal to the university president.
Regardless of whether there are classmates nearby or anyone answers, at least one person will definitely hear it.
This was the first time Song Rushuang had felt safe since learning of the impending apocalypse.
This was a silent promise, one that the principal had given to them on their very first day at school.
The more Song Rushuang thought about it, the more complicated her feelings became, and she felt an urge to cry.
She looked at Fuqing with tears in her eyes, making Fuqing feel as if he were half-buried in the ground.
"..." Fu Qing silently turned his gaze to behind Song Rushuang, and unexpectedly caught sight of the light blonde girl.
When Fu Qing saw the top of her head, she raised an eyebrow slightly in surprise.
Just then, a police officer jogged up to the officer and whispered something in his ear. As the report continued, the officer's face grew increasingly grim, eventually becoming so dark it looked like it could drip water.
He remained silent for a while before saying in a low voice, "As of now, this attack has directly resulted in the deaths of 23 innocent people and 34 people seriously injured and sent to the hospital for treatment. The number of people injured due to trampling and crushing during the escape is still being calculated."
"In addition, two patrol officers and two security personnel were killed in the line of duty; they were the perpetrators' primary targets."
Less than half an hour after the attack, it is foreseeable that the death toll will rise further.
This was supposed to be a Mid-Autumn Festival for family reunions.
He took off his police hat, and Fu Qing then realized that the officer was actually not that old, only in his forties, but his sideburns and the top of his head were already gray.
He looked at Fu Qing and recalled what he had just heard: Based on the surveillance footage along the way, the investigators quickly reconstructed the thrilling chase. They were almost certain that the young woman had deliberately led the criminal to the location of the food stall, which allowed her to successfully intercept the vehicle before he could harm more people.
As for whether she knew in advance that there was a fire hydrant there, no one dared to speculate—after all, no one believed that she could make full use of the surrounding terrain and design such a meticulous plan in such a short time... or rather, a trap.
However, Fu Qing's nimble movements after landing, and her series of actions as if she had anticipated that the off-road vehicle would be stopped, so she quickly circled around from the back of the car to the side of the driver's seat, clearly showed that everything was indeed in her plan.
If that's really the case... The officer took a deep breath, suddenly finding himself hesitant to think about it.
But in any case, one thing is clear.
"Without you, the criminals would have caused more casualties before we arrived."
"You saved them, saved countless families that were on the verge of being torn apart. On behalf of the police and the public, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you."
After he finished speaking, he saluted Fu Qing.
Fu Qing paused, straightened up, bent down, and returned the bow.
This incident alarmed even high-ranking officials, yet the matter was resolved by a passerby before the police arrived, which speaks volumes about the shock it caused, both within the police force and in society at large.
Thinking of this, the police officer said sincerely, "You can leave us your contact information. When the investigation is over, there should be a commendation and bonus for your act of bravery."
Then he turned to Song Rushuang and said, "Leave your contact information, little sister. The blonde girl said you saved her."
Song Rushuang was surprised to find herself included and let out a blank "Ah!" Xu Mingyu and Song Jianguo, on the other hand, were beaming with excitement and readily agreed, feeling honored.
They were worried about their daughter's safety, but that didn't conflict with their excitement for her honor.
Fu Qing frowned slightly, and only spoke after Xu Mingyu finished exchanging contact information: "Regarding this, I don't want it to be too high-profile. Also, if there are any media reports later, could you..."
The officer understood: "I understand."
This is, after all, a heinous mass murder case. Who knows if there are hidden forces behind the killer, or if it was simply a terrorist attack?
It's perfectly normal for ordinary people not to want to get involved in this kind of thing.
He quickly replied, "We will have someone handle communication and arrangements with the media. If any reports mention you, we guarantee that your faces will not be shown and no personal information will be leaked. This is what we should do. As for the commendation for your act of bravery, if you are unwilling, we can discuss the specific form later."
There were still many things to deal with on-site. The officer gave a few more instructions, mentioning things that might require Fu Qing's cooperation in the investigation, before preparing to leave.
Before leaving, he suddenly stopped and looked at Fu Qing with sincere admiration, saying, "You are a good principal."
Although he didn't know how someone so young could be the principal, he subconsciously didn't want to pursue the matter.
Fu Qing, who had been somewhat absent-minded, joked upon hearing this: "I can't just pretend I didn't see the message the student sent."
Especially... that wasn't a distress message, but a message instructing people nearby to run away quickly.
The older officer stopped talking, patted Fuqing on the shoulder, and as he was about to take a step, he braked and stopped again.
"Oh, one last question."
Fu Qing: "..."
This officer seems to have a bad memory.
"This question might affect the subsequent determination of whether it was an act of bravery, but the impact will be minor." He asked, "After the criminal left the vehicle and lost the ability to resist, what else did you do to him?"
Fu Qing didn't answer immediately, seemingly lost in thought, and the officer's relaxed expression became somewhat tense because of her silence.
After a moment, she slowly spoke: "I startled him."
police officer:"……?"
Fu Qing asked earnestly, "Does this count?"
The officer's lips twitched involuntarily: "I don't think so."
"That's good," Fu Qing said.
As for why he couldn't help but wet his pants after being startled, let the perpetrator explain that himself.
The officer looked down and happened to see the blood-stained shard in Fu Qing's hand, and suddenly began to doubt his own judgment.
She should be a good principal...
Bar?
*
After the police officers left, Xu Mingyu and Song Jianguo stepped forward and surrounded Fu Qing, bowing deeply to him.
Fu Qing was startled, but the couple still felt it wasn't enough: "Thanks to you, otherwise Xiao Shuang might have been in serious trouble."
It was just two seconds too late. If Fu Qing hadn't arrived, the two of them would have risked their lives to rush up and pull the car door to stop the car. Even if Song Rushuang was eventually saved, this family would be ruined.
The couple hadn't dared to look closely at the horrific scene in the pedestrian street from beginning to end. Now that they had finally recovered, one of them grabbed Fu Qing tightly to express his gratitude, while the other put his arm around Song Rushuang, sighing with emotion.
She felt both proud of her daughter's act of saving lives and terrified afterward.
In the end, all these complex emotions turned into gratitude for Fu Qing.
Fu Qing was completely overwhelmed by what she was being said. Just as Xu Mingyu suddenly had the idea to send a banner to the school, Song Rushuang finally jumped out and stopped her mother: "There's no need for a banner."
Fang Zhou already has someone who can "save my dog's life".
If her parents also send a banner, wouldn't her photo have to be displayed alongside Mao Mao's picture?
No, not necessarily... After all, her parents aren't as rich as Mao Mao's owner; they can't afford to donate a gym, at most they can donate a few bags of rice to the school.
Suddenly, Song Rushuang's mind conjured up an image of her headshot pasted on the metal bucket of congee in the cafeteria, smiling and greeting passersby, and she shuddered.
No, no, no, absolutely not.
Fu Qing glanced at Song Rushuang, then at the enthusiastic couple, and after thinking for a moment, said, "How about this, if you want to express your gratitude, you can help promote our school's account instead."
She opened her phone, found the WeChat official account @TeacherFangHasSomethingToSay, created by Little Freckles and her friends, and said kindly, "This is a public welfare science popularization project established by our school's students. We provide free social science popularization and correct common rumors on the market. Each article has detailed citations and scientific data to support it, but the audience is currently limited to teachers, students and parents in the school..."
As she spoke, she lowered her voice with a hint of regret.
Xu Mingyu and Song Jianguo immediately understood: "That's such a pity. The children put so much effort into it, we definitely want more people to see it. We'll go back and follow up on it, and also share it on our WeChat Moments."
Xu Mingyu also chimed in, "But judging from what you're saying, this hardly counts as a thank you. It's only right. Science popularization done by university students is definitely more reliable than other accounts on the market."
This isn't just flattery; she genuinely believes it.
Song Rushuang thought to herself: If Mom saw the titles of those articles, she probably wouldn't have said those things...
However, the students' parents are mostly in leadership positions at their workplaces. In addition, unlike contemporary socially anxious young people, this generation generally recognizes the importance of maintaining a network of relationships. If they spread the word in their WeChat Moments and group chats with classmates, friends, and relatives, the effect will probably be much better than if it spreads among classmates.
Fu Qing smiled and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you."
Song Rushuang, who was standing to the side, suddenly realized that the principal had two faces.
...The principal, switching to a different persona, then turned his gaze to her and the light blonde girl behind her: "You two."
Song Rushuang immediately stood at attention: "Yes, sir!"
The blonde girl, not expecting to be involved, asked nervously, "Huh?"
Fu Qing glanced at them and said casually, "Remember to return to school on time after the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday."
It turned out to be nothing serious, and Song Rushuang relaxed a little: "Oh... um?"
She was taken aback and looked at the girl beside her: The principal just said, "Those two?"
two?
The other person was also completely bewildered: "Could it be..."
Fu Qing glanced at the girl: "Sun Wei, right?"
"One of the three who asked for leave on the first day of school, I remember the reason was..." Her gaze swept over Sun Wei's head imperceptibly, "He fell down the stairs while saving someone and fractured his right foot, requiring three weeks of bed rest?"
"Yes, I was planning to pack my bags and move back to school this weekend." Sun Wei was still bewildered. "You actually know me?"
“As the principal, you should have a basic understanding of the students.” Fu Qing smiled slightly and closed the student panel that had been opened in an emergency. “Although you missed the opening ceremony—welcome to Fangzhou.”
*
Song Rushuang only learned later that Sun Wei was actually the mysterious fourth person in 1111.
Each student's dormitory assignment was decided on the first day of school, and everyone was registered in the system regardless of whether they reported for duty. Fu Qing discovered this information and naturally revealed it to the two of them.
Song Rushuang was so surprised that she could have stuffed a boiled egg into her mouth. She looked her future roommate up and down a few more times, and her shock turned into a subtle ecstasy.
Beautiful woman! Absolutely stunning!
I never thought she'd have such a day. Song Rushuang, you've really made something of yourself...
Sun Wei is clearly a straightforward person. Upon hearing this, she immediately stepped forward and hooked her arm around Song Rushuang's forearm, instantly making the latter pout. "Please take care of me! Just call me Weiwei."
Seeing that the two had become familiar with each other, Fu Qing simply handed over the task of showing Sun Wei around the campus to Song Rushuang as well.
Upon receiving the principal's request, Song Rushuang readily agreed. She smiled and saw off Fu Qing, who had other business to attend to. Turning to meet Sun Wei's eager gaze, she suddenly realized what was happening.
Wait, familiar with the campus?
Where should she begin her introduction?
First, let me say that once we get to school, if someone next to you is walking along peacefully and suddenly yells "Aww!" and jumps up into a tree, don't be surprised. Or, let me say, "Find a place to sit down and calm down so I can listen to what I have to say. Actually, in six years, humanity will be extinct?"
Should we first say that discussing how to slit throats and gouge eyes in the cafeteria is a fine tradition of our school, or should we first tell you some bad news: you've actually fallen behind on four million words of reading material?
Song Rushuang repeatedly opened and closed her mouth, feeling a wave of weakness.
She suddenly understood why the principal had acted nonchalantly when he said, "I suddenly remembered I have something to do, so I'll have to go now," but in fact, he had slipped away so quickly.
Sun Wei waited for her introduction with a trusting look on her face, feeling half excited and half apprehensive about her future university life: "I hope I haven't missed too many classes. But it's only the beginning of freshman year, so even if I've fallen behind, it'll be easy to catch up, right?"
Song Rushuang: "..."
No, you have no idea what you've been missing...
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